FAUCON'S SONG - I couldn't help myself! This isn't even the original painting that I thought of, but rather an entirely new one. Poetry will keep making me paint pictures! Faucon, I hope you don't mind my liberties. I know this will not be the girl you saw, but she is the one I saw when I read your words. The cliffs are like to the ones behind Emerald Pool in Zion National Park. That is where I saw the whole thing happen. Though you can't see the pool in the painting, it is still there!
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Amen, my friend - and thank you.
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